Meenas PoemsI am a witness
as if in oneness
I sit in quietness
just a mere witness.
I am a spectator
as if in an incubator
I watch from a perambulator
just a silent spectator.
Why am I so?
I do not know
as I notice in a row
derelictions in a flow.
If all be like me
nothing would there be
all would flee
inaction causes no glee.
Let the rest of you
leaving me out of view
rise up and speak out the due
destroy the evil in true
There is a tree yonder
as all trees it is huge
with branches spreading over
standing there for long
withstanding the wind
going cordial with the sun that screams though
with such a harsh note as burning
it still maintains peace all through
having been there for a century
near a bridge that has been built recent
where thousands of people pass through
generations nearly three have seen the tree
being a delight not only to see
but a place where one can find shelter
the tree has served with happiness
seen many politicians who speak lies
promising good government to the people
but could vouchsafe if it is able to speak
that none have kept up their words so far
the tree stands as a mute witness to all the atrocities around .
It still stands stoic facing all the mishaps .
Long live the tree for many more years from now.
There is a mess all over,
There arises a turmoil always,
There emanates a dark smoke everywhere,
There runs a murky water moreover.
The cause for the turbulence is unknown,
The reason for the disturbance is inborn,
The limitation for the riot is unborn,
The gravity of the sequence is renown.
There is a call for an evidence,
Which strikes a dissimilar cadence,
Promoting a diligent negligence,
Fostering a severe arrogance.
The arguments lead nowhere,
As the witness proceeds with a tear,
Since truth and transparency are rare,
In the regions of destructive care.
Evidences give a direction to the case,
Which lead to a concluding base,
But most of them have a double face,
Misleading a justification to a trace.
Witness give an authenticity ,
They are supposed to affirm a plausibility,
But unfortunately decry a rigidity,
Smashing the verdict’s rationality.
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